My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

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Competing

For

It was Lucille who spoke.

She rolled down the back window and muttered, "What's the competition

about?"

The young man looked in the direction of the voice, and his eyes

immediately went blank.

The rest of the group followed suit, their eyes burning with passion as they

stared at Lucille.

They all saw the girl who spoke in the back seat. Her delicate, otherworldly face was flawless, and her forehead was bright and plump. Her eyebrows were

long and black. Her eyes were as clear as a spring of water, and her lips were red and rosy. At first glance, she was stunning and breathtaking.

She was like an ethereal being who had accidentally stepped into the mortal world.

Finally, the young man in black, who had provoked her, came to his senses. He stared at Lucille and replied, "Racing, obviously! Do you want to get in my car, pretty girl? I'll show you the true meaning of speed and passion. I can promise that you'll have a good time!" After that, he glanced at Austin with disdain and sneered, "It's better than going with this good-for-nothing."

"You..." Austin was so angry that he was about to get out of the car and hit

him.

Surprisingly, Lucille smiled gently and asked, "What are we betting?"

"Betting..." The young man was stunned for a moment. In the past, they only ever competed for money, but it wasn't like any of them were struggling. It didn't seem to be very interesting. Thus, he simply asked, "What do you think would be good to bet?" Either way, no matter what the bet was, he would not lose!

Lucille raised her eyebrows and pointed at Austin, saying, "How about this? If you lose, you'll have to call him Boss' whenever you see him for an entire month. If you win, he'll call you 'Boss' instead. What do you say?" "Good idea!"

"Hahaha! Hurry up and agree, Albert!"

As soon as Lucille finished her words, all the racers started clamoring.

What an interesting thing to bet.

Just thinking about the son of the Collins family calling someone else his boss was an absolutely hilarious idea.

However, when Austin heard that, he looked at Lucille in disbelief. He was both anxious and angry. "Why are you using me like this? I can't believe you're my sister-in-law. Whose side are you on, really? No. I don't agree!" The young man, who was called Albert Stone, agreed at once. He smiled happily and said, "Okay! Let's race, then! Looks like I'm going to become your boss!"

some rules, then," Lucille

one lap around the winding road and come back. Whoever

was provoking

and said, "I've

the bet

into a

to the

he moved to the passenger seat, he suddenly came to his senses. "What do

Competing For

they burst into earth-shattering laughter. "Hahaha! I can't stand it anymore. I'm going to die of laughter. Austin is definitely going to lose!" Albert was afraid that Lucille would go back on

and casually responded, "As

What an arrogant tone!

successfully provoked, and he immediately got in

lights were turned on, and the engine began

cars lined up side by

was about

with his right-hand man declaring the start, Albert took the lead, driving away in his

modified luxury car, Lucille took a sip of water

that, they laughed so hard that they rolled

she not know where the accelerator

I'm dying! What's the

let's not talk about it. Leave them with

He then turned to Lucille and said,

Hit the Gas

things had already come to that point, there was no point

just had to go

he was going to lose in the

first, she was moving 60 kilometers an hour, then increased to 100. Finally,

you a piece of advice. You'd better fasten your seat belt and hold on!" The winding road was full of twists and

blink of an eye, she performed a

soon saw Albert's silver sports car ahead

them.

looked in the rearview mirror, he saw the arrogant red luxury car

and immediately sped

of color brushed past his silver car, successfully surpassing

his teeth and immediately sped

there was a steep cliff

they didn't slow down, it would be incredibly

he took advantage of that situation, he would definitely be able

turned with perfect technique, and it didn't slow down.

just him, though.

quickly yelled, "Slow down! You're going to send us flying